A Husband’s Betrayal, a Wife’s Reckoning

When I went to the bar to pick Vito up, I walked in on him tangled up with Gina—my best friend—in a very intimate embrace.

Our mutual friends had been placing bets on whether I'd file for divorce.

"No way Amelia's leaving him. Vito's loaded—she'd never give that up."

"If you ask me, Amelia's just spineless. Otherwise, how could Vito have been snatched away like that?"

"Vito, want to guess how your wife's gonna react when she sees us going at it like this? Think she'll lose it?"

My darling best friend was perched on Vito's lap, smiling as she planted a kiss on his lips.